Gong Chenye lay down with his clothes on. He turned sideways and stared at the child.
Yan Tong waved at the confinement nanny and asked them to leave.
She gently closed the door, leaving only the father and daughter in the room.
Sunlight shone through the curtains into the room and landed on the bed. The little guy had icterus, and the doctor said that it was better to get more sunlight.
Gong Chenye's usually gloomy, cold, and murderous expression had now become much calmer and more peaceful.
It was as if he had really become a loving and good father.
At this moment, time became exceptionally beautiful.
Yan Tong brought the three confinement ladies further away and said to them," I hope that you guys will take good care of our Miss. As long as the child is well, your monthly salary will be equivalent to what you've earned in the past year. However, if anyone dares to be half-hearted, you and your family will not be able to escape. "
